Okay then. . . . . . .
I know I don't usually update this fast, so don't get used to it, but I'm having really great ideas here! Seriously, it's like having this 1000 watt bulb go on above your head. It's so cool!
Anywho, where were we? Oh, yes.
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Recap on last chapter:
My last words were, as we left the drawing room, 'So, where do I sleep?'
*for those of you who are ignorant (I know some of you are), that's a line from Shrek.*
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As it turned out, I was gonna sleep in a guest room next to Elizabeth's room.
Wow, who'd've thunkit?
Anywho, Elizabeth walked me up the stairs whilst Willy-boy stayed by the front door, apparently 'busy' with something else. The handrails were exquisite, made of oak and those twisted metal thingies that hold it up. Yeah, those things! At the top of the stairs, I was taken down the hall, and Elizabeth said to me 'So, we'll get you into some. . .' she gazed down at my apparel in distaste, '. . . Proper clothing, and then we'll try to locate Mr. Sparrow.' I rolled my eyes as she pulled me into a room, saying 'Captain, CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow!'
Lizzie just tsked at me, and then released my arm from her grip of death, heading over to the closet and calling out 'MARY! MARY, COME HERE, PLEASE!' I covered my ears with my hands, saying 'Geez, you'd think that ladies like you would be a teensy bit quieter!' I received a glare from her just as a maid similar to the one in PotC *heck, I think it WAS the same one!* came into the room, saying politely 'Yes, Miss. Swann?' Elizabeth smiled sweetly to 'Mary', and said in a quieter tone, 'Mary, please assist Miss Jillian in getting dressed, would you? I'd imagine she'll need a bit of help.'
I snuffed *which is an interesting sound, believe me*, and then Lizzie pulled out a very lovely sky-blue gown *that looked suspiciously like the same one she had taken off underwater by Jack, only a different colour* from the closet, and held it up in front of me, nodding her head and mumbling to herself. Then, she turned to Mary, saying 'This will do nicely. I'll be back in an hour to see how things are going!' And with that said she left, smiling in an almost EVIL way as she closed the door.
Uh oh. . .
Mary took one look at me, and said 'My goodness, miss! What did you do, take a tumble in the mud?' I grinned slyly, and said as I threw my backpack onto the bed 'No, I took a tumble in the hay.' Mary turned the brightest shade of red I have ever seen, and stammered 'M-miss! That's hardly proper, for a lady like you! What-' I cut her off with a slight giggle, squeaking out 'I'm just kidding! It's a joke, Mary! Don't worry!' Mary didn't look at that enthused, and picked up the dress, ushering me through another door opposite to the closet, and shut the door behind us.
A large bath tub sat in the middle of the room, surrounded by small tables laden with soaps and scented oils and the like. 'Woot, a bath, just what I need!' I squealed, hopping over to the large screen to the left, and Mary asked *whilst pouring oils into the hot water* 'Miss, will you be needing my assistance with your bathing?' I stuck my head out from the side of the screen, my nose wrinkled, and replied indignantly 'Of course not! I've been able to bath myself since I was 10! I think I can manage, thank you.'
Mary nodded her head, and quit the room, leaving me to take my own bath. Leaving my clothes, assorted jewellery, and sandals behind the screen, I tiptoed out to the bath, testing the water with my toe and then slowly sitting in. The water enveloped around me, causing me to sigh. ~Whee. . . .Warm! ~ I thought, shutting my eyes for a moment as I leant back to plunge my short hair into the water, washing out the grit and grime from the chase along the beach, discovery of the cave, and chase along the beach . . . again.
Opening my eyes, I found a bar of beige soap on the floor next to the tub, and I picked it up, saying 'Well, it isn't shampoo, but it'll have to do.' I scrubbed it into my hair, and then scrubbed the dirt off of my arms and legs. After getting cleaned, I looked around for a towel, to find that there weren't any. 'MARY!' I cried out, and she came rushing in, saying with a smile that read 'told-ya-so', 'What is it, miss?' I kinda glared at her, and then sighed 'May I please have a towel? I need to dry myself, obviously.' Mary bobbed a curtsy, went over behind the wash tub to a small dresser with two large drawers, and pulled out a cream coloured towel.
Oh. That's where they were.
After drying off, I went back into the guest room to change into my more 'proper' clothing. To my horror, I noticed a corset lying on the bed, next to a pair of knickers and a white camisole. 'Oh, no. I am NOT, repeat, NOT wearing a corset!' Mary just looked at me like I was daft, and then smiled assuredly, saying semi-sweetly 'Miss, it's in the fashion! Besides, you'll look . . . thinner with it on!' I glared at her, tucking the towel around me tighter, and scoffed 'Oh, yes, of course I'll slowly kill myself by crushing my ribs on that thing! LIKE HELL, I WON'T!' Mary stared at me in shock, and then Lizzie decided to show up, saying breathlessly 'What is it? I could hear you yelling all the way downstairs!'
I turned to Elizabeth, pointed to the corset, and said strongly 'I am NOT wearing one of those! Know what they do to you! They crush ribs, cause breathing problems, and for what? FASHION! I WILL NOT BE A FASHION VICTIM, DO YOU HEAR ME? NOT!!!!!' Breathing heavily, I finished my rant, and sat down on the bed in a huff. Elizabeth *who was pretty upset* stomped over, picked up the corset, and said in a low but evil voice 'Listen, Miss Jillian. You seem to know little about common courtesy, so I'll give you a lesson: When told to do something, you do so! Do not be so childish! We don't have to tie it tightly, seeing as you don't really need it, but please! For heaven's sake, please wear it at least for today.'
I cowered for a second *hey, when she's mad, she sure can be forceful!*, and then sighed, saying in defeat 'Fine, alright! I'll wear it. But, not too tight!' Standing up, I made them both turn around so that I could pull on the knickers and camisole, and then let them tie on the corset. It actually wasn't that bad, and I could still talk and breathe at the same time. After pulling on the dress, Elizabeth stood back, smiling and saying 'Lovely! That's a wonderful colour on you, Miss Jillian.' I smirked, pulled off a small curtsy, and then said 'So, about-'
Lizzie shushed me, subtly jabbing a finger over in Mary's direction, and then said sweetly to me 'Come, we'll get you some shoes.' I nodded, and went back into the 'bath' room, grabbing my jewellery, which consisted of pendulum and pentacles necklaces, a green and silver ring, and a gold watch.
Then, I noticed that my own clothes were gone.
'NO!' I yelled, and ran out of the bathroom, saying desperately 'Where are my clothes? Who took them?' Elizabeth pointed to the door, saying 'While I was helping you with the dress, Mary gave them to another servant to bring down to the laundering room. Is that a problem?' I wailed quietly, and then ran as fast as I could past Elizabeth, down the hall and reaching the top of the stairs before Lizzie could even leave the room.
Whilst I was rushing down the stairs, I heard voices down in the front hall, one of them sounding very familiar. Ignoring them, I ran down the rest of the stairs, rushing past in a flurry of skirts to go through another doorway, and-- stop short as I realized something.
As I had passed the persons at the door, I had caught a glimpse of them. Will and another man whom I knew. Quite well, actually.
I pressed myself to the wall, and listened to the silence that had overcome them when I ran by, and then I heard that oh-so-familiar voice say:
'Who was that lass that jus' ran by? Seemed in a bit of a hurry, I'd wager, whelp.'
My stomach turned inside-out, and I almost missed hearing Will say 'Don't call me a whelp! Please!'
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And so, I leave you there!
Hee hee, I love the ending! So cute!
Jack is the best! WOOT!
Thanks to everyone who has reviewed! YAY!
~8@ Marie the Black Rose @8~
I know I don't usually update this fast, so don't get used to it, but I'm having really great ideas here! Seriously, it's like having this 1000 watt bulb go on above your head. It's so cool!
Anywho, where were we? Oh, yes.
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Recap on last chapter:
My last words were, as we left the drawing room, 'So, where do I sleep?'
*for those of you who are ignorant (I know some of you are), that's a line from Shrek.*
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As it turned out, I was gonna sleep in a guest room next to Elizabeth's room.
Wow, who'd've thunkit?
Anywho, Elizabeth walked me up the stairs whilst Willy-boy stayed by the front door, apparently 'busy' with something else. The handrails were exquisite, made of oak and those twisted metal thingies that hold it up. Yeah, those things! At the top of the stairs, I was taken down the hall, and Elizabeth said to me 'So, we'll get you into some. . .' she gazed down at my apparel in distaste, '. . . Proper clothing, and then we'll try to locate Mr. Sparrow.' I rolled my eyes as she pulled me into a room, saying 'Captain, CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow!'
Lizzie just tsked at me, and then released my arm from her grip of death, heading over to the closet and calling out 'MARY! MARY, COME HERE, PLEASE!' I covered my ears with my hands, saying 'Geez, you'd think that ladies like you would be a teensy bit quieter!' I received a glare from her just as a maid similar to the one in PotC *heck, I think it WAS the same one!* came into the room, saying politely 'Yes, Miss. Swann?' Elizabeth smiled sweetly to 'Mary', and said in a quieter tone, 'Mary, please assist Miss Jillian in getting dressed, would you? I'd imagine she'll need a bit of help.'
I snuffed *which is an interesting sound, believe me*, and then Lizzie pulled out a very lovely sky-blue gown *that looked suspiciously like the same one she had taken off underwater by Jack, only a different colour* from the closet, and held it up in front of me, nodding her head and mumbling to herself. Then, she turned to Mary, saying 'This will do nicely. I'll be back in an hour to see how things are going!' And with that said she left, smiling in an almost EVIL way as she closed the door.
Uh oh. . .
Mary took one look at me, and said 'My goodness, miss! What did you do, take a tumble in the mud?' I grinned slyly, and said as I threw my backpack onto the bed 'No, I took a tumble in the hay.' Mary turned the brightest shade of red I have ever seen, and stammered 'M-miss! That's hardly proper, for a lady like you! What-' I cut her off with a slight giggle, squeaking out 'I'm just kidding! It's a joke, Mary! Don't worry!' Mary didn't look at that enthused, and picked up the dress, ushering me through another door opposite to the closet, and shut the door behind us.
A large bath tub sat in the middle of the room, surrounded by small tables laden with soaps and scented oils and the like. 'Woot, a bath, just what I need!' I squealed, hopping over to the large screen to the left, and Mary asked *whilst pouring oils into the hot water* 'Miss, will you be needing my assistance with your bathing?' I stuck my head out from the side of the screen, my nose wrinkled, and replied indignantly 'Of course not! I've been able to bath myself since I was 10! I think I can manage, thank you.'
Mary nodded her head, and quit the room, leaving me to take my own bath. Leaving my clothes, assorted jewellery, and sandals behind the screen, I tiptoed out to the bath, testing the water with my toe and then slowly sitting in. The water enveloped around me, causing me to sigh. ~Whee. . . .Warm! ~ I thought, shutting my eyes for a moment as I leant back to plunge my short hair into the water, washing out the grit and grime from the chase along the beach, discovery of the cave, and chase along the beach . . . again.
Opening my eyes, I found a bar of beige soap on the floor next to the tub, and I picked it up, saying 'Well, it isn't shampoo, but it'll have to do.' I scrubbed it into my hair, and then scrubbed the dirt off of my arms and legs. After getting cleaned, I looked around for a towel, to find that there weren't any. 'MARY!' I cried out, and she came rushing in, saying with a smile that read 'told-ya-so', 'What is it, miss?' I kinda glared at her, and then sighed 'May I please have a towel? I need to dry myself, obviously.' Mary bobbed a curtsy, went over behind the wash tub to a small dresser with two large drawers, and pulled out a cream coloured towel.
Oh. That's where they were.
After drying off, I went back into the guest room to change into my more 'proper' clothing. To my horror, I noticed a corset lying on the bed, next to a pair of knickers and a white camisole. 'Oh, no. I am NOT, repeat, NOT wearing a corset!' Mary just looked at me like I was daft, and then smiled assuredly, saying semi-sweetly 'Miss, it's in the fashion! Besides, you'll look . . . thinner with it on!' I glared at her, tucking the towel around me tighter, and scoffed 'Oh, yes, of course I'll slowly kill myself by crushing my ribs on that thing! LIKE HELL, I WON'T!' Mary stared at me in shock, and then Lizzie decided to show up, saying breathlessly 'What is it? I could hear you yelling all the way downstairs!'
I turned to Elizabeth, pointed to the corset, and said strongly 'I am NOT wearing one of those! Know what they do to you! They crush ribs, cause breathing problems, and for what? FASHION! I WILL NOT BE A FASHION VICTIM, DO YOU HEAR ME? NOT!!!!!' Breathing heavily, I finished my rant, and sat down on the bed in a huff. Elizabeth *who was pretty upset* stomped over, picked up the corset, and said in a low but evil voice 'Listen, Miss Jillian. You seem to know little about common courtesy, so I'll give you a lesson: When told to do something, you do so! Do not be so childish! We don't have to tie it tightly, seeing as you don't really need it, but please! For heaven's sake, please wear it at least for today.'
I cowered for a second *hey, when she's mad, she sure can be forceful!*, and then sighed, saying in defeat 'Fine, alright! I'll wear it. But, not too tight!' Standing up, I made them both turn around so that I could pull on the knickers and camisole, and then let them tie on the corset. It actually wasn't that bad, and I could still talk and breathe at the same time. After pulling on the dress, Elizabeth stood back, smiling and saying 'Lovely! That's a wonderful colour on you, Miss Jillian.' I smirked, pulled off a small curtsy, and then said 'So, about-'
Lizzie shushed me, subtly jabbing a finger over in Mary's direction, and then said sweetly to me 'Come, we'll get you some shoes.' I nodded, and went back into the 'bath' room, grabbing my jewellery, which consisted of pendulum and pentacles necklaces, a green and silver ring, and a gold watch.
Then, I noticed that my own clothes were gone.
'NO!' I yelled, and ran out of the bathroom, saying desperately 'Where are my clothes? Who took them?' Elizabeth pointed to the door, saying 'While I was helping you with the dress, Mary gave them to another servant to bring down to the laundering room. Is that a problem?' I wailed quietly, and then ran as fast as I could past Elizabeth, down the hall and reaching the top of the stairs before Lizzie could even leave the room.
Whilst I was rushing down the stairs, I heard voices down in the front hall, one of them sounding very familiar. Ignoring them, I ran down the rest of the stairs, rushing past in a flurry of skirts to go through another doorway, and-- stop short as I realized something.
As I had passed the persons at the door, I had caught a glimpse of them. Will and another man whom I knew. Quite well, actually.
I pressed myself to the wall, and listened to the silence that had overcome them when I ran by, and then I heard that oh-so-familiar voice say:
'Who was that lass that jus' ran by? Seemed in a bit of a hurry, I'd wager, whelp.'
My stomach turned inside-out, and I almost missed hearing Will say 'Don't call me a whelp! Please!'
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And so, I leave you there!
Hee hee, I love the ending! So cute!
Jack is the best! WOOT!
Thanks to everyone who has reviewed! YAY!
~8@ Marie the Black Rose @8~